The next second, the fox girl's vertical pupils shone with a bright blue light, and her fluffy fox tail suddenly straightened, with a large ball of dark blue flames shooting up from its tip!
The flames weren't scorching hot; instead, they emanated a bone-chilling cold. She formed a hand seal and pushed forward, sending the ghostly blue foxfire hurtling towards the mist demon as if it were alive!
"Awooo—!" The moment the foxfire touched its body, the scythe-armed mist demon let out an extremely shrill scream.
The thick protective gray mist seemed to have met its nemesis, emitting a "sizzling" sound as it melted away, quickly thinning out! Its massive body convulsed violently, and its movements became noticeably sluggish.
"A perfect opportunity!" A glint flashed in the eyes of the male player dressed in a medieval mage's robe. He raised his staff, inlaid with a huge sapphire, high above his head, the gem at the top of the staff emitting a dazzling blue-white light!
"Thunder—summon me!"
"Boom!"
A bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket, blindingly white, tore through the thick fog and struck the head of the scythe-armed Mist Demon with perfect accuracy, its defenses weakened by foxfire!
A deafening explosion! Electric snakes danced wildly! The massive body of the scythe-armed mist demon convulsed and swelled violently amidst the dazzling lightning, the gray mist on its surface instantly evaporated by the raging lightning energy!
The next second, it exploded like a lit powder keg! Broken gray chunks of flesh and charred bone fragments, mixed with the pungent smell of ozone, scattered everywhere!
The other players also made their move.
It's at least linked to mission rewards. You can slack off as you please, but you can't let everyone die!
Xiao Jin teleported into mid-air, and countless purple blade beams shot into the sky, flying out in all directions from her center.
"Swish swish swish!!!" The Mist Demon was sliced to pieces.
Immediately afterward, her figure disappeared from the spot, and the next second, three other figures that looked exactly like Xiao Jin appeared around her.
The 'Key of the Moon' was quietly activated, and the four Xiao Jins exerted their power simultaneously, reaping the grass and millet before them like the Grim Reaper.
The battle ended quickly, leaving behind a mess of corpses and the wreckage of several armored vehicles billowing black smoke.
The soldiers silently gathered up the shattered remains of their fallen comrades, while the players mostly remained indifferent, wiping their weapons or sorting through the items they had used in battle.
The man in black armor had already sheathed his giant axe and remained silently leaning back in his seat, as if the earth-shattering battle that had just taken place had nothing to do with him.
Yu Liu twirled the copper coin, his smile unchanged, but his eyes swept over the injured and pale-faced players, a hint of barely perceptible aggression in them.
"Captain, six are dead and three are seriously wounded," a soldier said in a low voice as he walked up to Zhao Chun with a somber expression.
Zhao Chun's lips trembled, and after a moment he ordered, "Take good care of the people, put the wounded and sick in the middle, and the rest of you are responsible for guarding. In ten minutes... we will set off immediately."
"Yes," the other person replied with difficulty.
He also knew that this was not a good place to linger.
………………
The convoy continued its journey in a subdued silence for less than an hour. The gray fog ahead seemed to thin out a bit, and the outline of an abandoned highway toll station was vaguely revealed.
"Stop the car! There are people ahead!" the observer in the lead car suddenly shouted, his voice filled with surprise and doubt.
Zhao Chun immediately took the periscope handed to him by the person next to him.
In the open space in front of the toll station, at least thirty or forty people were gathered in a dense crowd!
They were dressed in rags, their hair was unkempt, and many of them had obvious festering wounds, just like Yin Xin before them.
At first glance, they all looked like people infected with the virus, some even with the virus already affecting their lungs.
Without sufficient purified serum, death is inevitable.
At this moment, yellowish-green pus was oozing from their wounds, their faces were covered in filth and despair, and their eyes were bloodshot, flashing with madness and hatred.
As soon as Zhao Chun saw it, he knew something was wrong.
Because these people were all holding "weapons" in their hands: rusty iron pipes, sharpened wooden sticks, and even a few old hunting rifles and pistols!
What's even more terrifying is that their faces showed no expectation for the army, only a hysterical, suicidal madness!
"Stop! It's a survivor!... But something's wrong! Be on alert! Be on alert immediately!" Zhao Chun, noticing the abnormality, immediately gave the order, and the convoy braked sharply, slowly coming to a stop dozens of meters away from the crowd.
"The army! It's an army vehicle!" A hoarse shout erupted from the crowd, not of joy, but of resentment.
"Kill them! They don't care whether we live or die!"
"Hand over the food! Hand over the medicine!"
"Why should you live! Die together!"
The crowd stirred, like a pack of hungry wolves cornered, slowly approaching the convoy.
The group of burly men at the head of the group were carrying homemade shotguns and several other weapons that looked like police pistols, their dark muzzles trembling as they pointed them at the convoy.
Zhao Chun pushed open the car door, stood on the running board, picked up the megaphone, and tried to calm everyone down: "Everyone, calm down! We are an expedition team from the 078 Fire Seed Base! Put down your weapons! We can provide assistance!"
We have food and medicine on the bus! But please keep order!
"Bullshit!" roared a man with a face full of pustules and bloodshot eyes; he seemed to be the leader of the group.
"Help? Where were you all this time! We were eaten by monsters and poisoned by this ghostly mist, while you soldiers were hiding in your turtle shells enjoying yourselves! Now you come here pretending to be good people?"
"Leave the car! Leave your things! Otherwise, nobody's leaving!" He suddenly raised his double-barreled shotgun and fired a shot into the sky.
The gunshots served as a signal! The armed men in the crowd immediately opened fire on the convoy!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The bullet struck the thick steel plates of the armored vehicle, scattering sparks. Although it couldn't penetrate, a stray bullet hit the weak tire of a nearby troop carrier, causing the vehicle to lurch violently.
Several crazed thugs, brandishing iron bars and machetes, charged into the gaps in the convoy, howling as they tried to attack any lone soldiers!
"Protect the vehicle! Watch out for stray bullets! Do not fire unless absolutely necessary! Subdue them!" Zhao Chun roared into the communicator, veins bulging on his forehead.
He continued to try to control the situation and avoid killing his compatriots.
The soldiers gritted their teeth, grabbed their riot shields and batons, and rushed off the vehicle, trying to form a human wall to block the onslaught while shouting orders.
But the frenzied mob wouldn't listen. They surged forward like a tidal wave, ramming their bodies against the shields and hacking at the soldiers' arms and bodies with clubs and knives! Screams erupted instantly.
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